Chapter 205: Dark Tidings(Hela from Thor Ragnarok)

Triumph puts Hela in a pretty good mood. She has all and will stand tall over here. There's no one who can dare stand up to her. The dark-haired temptress leans back on the throne. There always will be resistance against her, but that resistance will fade when they should have the power.

"Congratulations."

Hela stands up straight. Someone dares intrude on her time with herself. The figure moves in the shadows with a sweeping motion. She senses someone of great power which puts on her guard.

"I know what you are."

"I prefer you know who I am. And I'm called many things. Many of them which should not be said in polite company. But, you may refer to be as the name most know me as. Harry Potter...we'll normally people think my first name is Curse You or my middle name is Fucking, but it's the thought that counts."

Hela finds herself standing tall with a very powerful gentlemen. She puts herself completely on guard.

"You've come to challenge me?"

"Do you sweet talk all men this way? I can sense in your eyes you desire someone to rule by your side but there's a lack of options. And it just so happens that I've had my eyes on this realm for some time. It's just you got around to moving your plans forward before I could manage. So we could have a problem."

"It is a problem when you're buried under foot."

Hela withdraws two daggers from her hand. Harry just smiles in amusement as she moves towards him. The mist flickers out of the air and Harry comes from behind her. His touch causes her stance to weaken along with her knees.

"I prefer to earn my conquest. It's a common flaw in me. I could just sneak in when you're the least guarded and take you, but what would the fun in that be?"

The Incubus next to her puts Hela completely on guard. She sees him partly as a threat to take down and also a curiosity. Something which she intends to tame or destroy. Both feelings tear her completely. She moves in for another attack and comes very close to hitting him.

The moment they touch hands, Hela pulls back. A being of such great power getting in her head is not a very good idea. Hela draws in a deep breath and comes back around.

"Surely a woman of your caliber can do better than that."

She stabs at him. The blades hit the platform Harry stands on just a second over.

"When this is over, you will kneel before me!"

A chuckle follows from Harry. He can see her move in for what could prove to be a deadly attack against a much lesser opponent. The problem for her is Harry's a fair bit stronger than most of the adversaries she's gone up against. He dodges the blade as it comes inches away from piercing the side of his head.

The next thing Hela knows the top half of her outfit snaps off. Her breasts come out into the open air. Firm pale breasts with nipples standing out show to Harry's benefit. To her credit, Hela only regards her state of partial undress as a momentary distraction.

"I'm going to mount you and stuff you on my wall for your impudence, Dragon."

Hela holds back and comes an inch away from hitting him. The holographic duplicate disappears and she turns to Harry sitting on the bench and casually eating grapes.

"I normally do the stuffing, I'm afraid."

She dives at him and the two tussle for a couple of minutes. Harry's hand moves over her breast and causes Hela a momentary distraction. She flips him down onto the ground.

Harry rolls into position and she rips Harry's pants off from the battle. Harry stands before her, bare from the waist down.

"Fair is fair."

Hela keeps her gaze firmly upon Harry's eyes. Not that it does her much good, as those eyes are enchanting. Every so often, something brushes against her when she gets into closed quarters.

"I did not know me defeating you would cause you to grow so hard, Dragon."

"Defeat, just keep telling yourself that."

Harry moves behind her and the crotch of her pants rip. His fingers press firmly against her and send a shockwave over Hela's body. Harry pulls back from her and smiles at her.

A deep breath comes from the powerful warrior. The oldest child of Odin cannot and will not be taken down. She pushes forward and almost stabs her enemy.

He's not there one more time. Instead his arms push her against the wall and start attacking several points of her body. Hela closes her eyes. His fingers perform their magic and cause her body to squirm against the very obvious erect pressing against her lower back.

"You...you...you..."

He pulls away right before Hela can climax properly. The feeling rushing through her body fades and the rage returns. She pushes herself back into the confrontation with her adversary. Harry moves to the right and moves to the left to avoid her attacks.

Each second drives Hela more over the edge with rage. She comes close to bringing Harry down and then he comes from behind her.

"I'm going to take what's mine!"

Harry's shirt starts ripping off stitch by stitch. He moves in and Hela dives at him. Her legs wrap around his body. Harry turns her around and smashes her against the wall. She drips wet and since Harry's hard, there's no reason for foreplay at the moment. Unless one counts their battle as foreplay.

Deep and burning desire to mount herself on this prime piece of manhood hits Hela. Harry gives it to her by shoving his hard cock into her tight pussy. It never stretches like this. She screams in mounting pleasure when Harry rams his cock into her. He deeply thrusts into her and then pulls almost all the way out of her.

"It's what you really want. You want someone to take control of you."

"I'll be in control and having you beg to cum."

"Hmm, we'll see."

Harry squeezes one breast and makes Hela shift over against him. Her tightening vice closes around Harry and releases him. He pulls almost all the way out of her and slaps his balls against her. She clutches the back of his neck and drags her nails down his back.

Everything builds into her with one steady explosion. The strong body presses against her sensual one. Hela's dark hair flips onto her face.

Harry smiles. Watching a woman succumb to his affections always causes him great enjoyment. Willingly, and without any shame makes it even more so. Hela holds against his back and moans. Her legs tighten around Harry's ass and squeezes him along with his cock.

"You're going to break, Dragon! And then I'll have...you..."

A touch on her clit sends pleasure spilling over Hela's body. Her clenching cunt grabs onto Harry while he thrusts deep into her. Those balls, filled to the brim with virile seed, sends a flare of excitement through her body. Hela holds the back of the head of her lover and moans when taking him deep into her body.

"You're...you're...you're...!"

Harry pulls out of Hela and leaves her breathing. He pushes her down onto the throne and climbs onto her mount.

"Mounted and now stuffed."

Twelve inches of cock find their way burying back into Hela. Her hips shoot up just in time to hit him. Her body becomes a living outlet for pleasure. He rises up and stuffs her completely full of his cock. She holds the back of his neck.

"Fuck me! Take me! Make me yours! I never thought I needed something like this!"

"Sometimes you just need the right guidance."

Her sinfully tight pussy closes down on Harry's massive rod. Two heavy balls slap against her. Harry holds himself down onto her body and makes sure to indulge himself on it. Her womanly curves pressing against his manly body makes things even better.

The rise of her arousal and her cumming ensures Harry drives his cock deep inside of her. His balls slap against her thighs with a rapid fire series of thrusts. Hela closes her hips around him and deepens the moan into his ear.

Much to her frustration, Harry pulls out. His cock, dripping wet with her juices, slaps Hela in the face. Her lips part in surprise and she moans. Harry turns her over onto the chair. Her hands press and she's on her knees.

"You know not the kneeling position I expected. But it works very well. It works nicely. And it's a nice spot, nice and tight, but it will do nicely."

Harry slides his cock inside of her from underneath. Her sexy back ripples with Harry moving down. The woman moans the deeper Harry pushes into her tight pussy. Harry pulls out of her almost all the way and buries deep inside of her. He enjoys the woman's body and she enjoys him just as much.

Never in her life does Hela really think that something like this can happen. A rough grab of her breasts only lights a fire underneath her. For the first time, she feels completely fulfilled and not just because Harry Potter stuffs her completely full of his cock.

"Let it all out!"

A finger strokes Hela's nipple and sends her flying over the edge with pleasure. Harry slams into her and the slap of flesh on flesh makes Hela see stars.

"I want to feel you cum on me again! Until you can't take any more!"

The thought is tantalizing to Hela. Her body warms up with so much pleasure and Harry just gives her that much more. More she can feel. His hard cock pushes into her deep inside and fills her up in one of the more amazing ways possible. Hela clutches his wrist and gives him a passionate moan.

"Don't stop."

No worries as Harry indulges her powerful body. Hela's legs ensnare him to ensure Harry does not pull away. And he does not pull away. Rather he keeps nailing her hard. She grabs onto his back and encourages him to keep working his way to their mutual end.

Everything just pushes Harry further along in ramming himself into her body. The two join together with a meeting of their bodies. They wrap their arms and legs around them. A battle of a different kind takes place, the battle which Hela tries to make Harry cum before she does again.

It's a battle she loses, although to be fair not that much. She lubricates Harry's long pole the further it shoves deep inside of her body. He keeps driving in and out at a rapid fire rate.

"My turn."

Hela opens herself up in anticipation for the seed which is to come. Harry wastes little time in filling her up. Her body sizes up and releases herself onto him one more time as Harry pumps into her.

The powerful milking of his most prominent muscle ensures Harry's climax is very powerful. The energy coursing off of Hela's frame intoxicates him. He keeps pushing inside of her and buries his cock inside of her body. The two join together in a very fluid and intense encounter.

Hela pushes her hips a bit closer to the lover in front of her. Harry's frame pushing against her just makes her that much more excited and willing to take him. She curls her toes and pushes Harry a bit closer around his back. Hela mewls in pleasure with her breasts bumping up against his chest when he slams into her body.

The two join each other with an explosion of Harry's seed into her body. Hela firmly squeezes him to milk as much cum out of his balls as she deems necessary and possible. Hela closes her nails onto the back of Harry's neck and gives him a heavy moan which shows how much she's getting out of it.

The dust settles after both of them finish. Harry pulls back and Hela stands to her feet. She grabs him and kisses him on the lips. Harry's now the one sitting on the throne and Hela's on his lap. His cock, hardened once again based off of their skin to skin contact, move towards each other.

The underside of it graps and Hela peers at him with seductive eyes through the curtain of black hair. She smiles at him.

"I need you. Badly. Please indulge your partner."

A backhanded acknowledgment of Hela acknowledging Harry as an equal brings a knowing smile to his face. He looks an arm around Hela and pulls her in close. His cock just bumps against her belly and brings her up with pleasure. Harry parts her thighs with his fingers stroking the inner most part of her thigh.

"Happily, and as much as you want. And as much as you really need."

Harry rolls Hela back and she slides almost down onto him. The first couple of inches come into her and the rest of it follows. She faces Harry, hands resting on his abs. The two move in to kiss each other with Harry planting his cock firmly inside of her dripping, tight, hole.

The heat coursing between their bodies add to the allure the two of them feel. Hands tangle in hair and tongues match each other. Hela works Harry's muscle into her body. The powerful man fills her up and makes her extremely ready for everything that she wants to receive.

"Mmm, it's what I've never thought I'd needed until now."

She never knew what pleasure brings her. She slaps down on him. Harry pumps into her and sends her spilling onto him. Her overflow of juices only makes her this much more wanting of him. Of everything Harry gives her, she takes. His hands worship her along with her mouth.

The response is just as much of Hela. Her legs tighten their grip around him. She makes a movement like a pogo stick when sliding up and down on his cock. The moisture clamps down on Harry and releases him from inside. Then back down Hela goes when she measures her dance on his cock.

Hela grabs onto the man's shoulders and breaths into his ear. She feels so good and there's only one thing she wants now. The desire to close down onto him and explode with pleasure.

"Go with it then. You're so close. You can feel it build up in your body. And just let it go. Can't you? Don't you? Won't you?"

Harry pinches her nipples and sends sparks coursing through them. Hela holds herself down onto his lap and keeps riding him. Her rotating motions envelope the weapon which has slain many women in the past and proves to be Hela's undoign in the now.

The inching deeper inside of her causes Hela's tightening walls to really work Harry's organ over. He pushes against her back and makes her explode all over his hard cock.

"I...I will!"

Hela slams down onto him. The feeling of his balls, swollen once again, causes a pleasurable buzz to come through her body. It all settles in her pussy, one area which Hela knows is the cause of his control and the cause of her growing pleasure!

A slam down onto Harry's pelvis causes the feeling of his balls to rise. The desire to explode reaches ever so closer. He holds Hela against his body as the sexy woman keeps her walls closing down around him.

The two enter another mutual orgasm. The time which passes after the last one becomes lost to them. Harry grabs her chest and invites Hela to sink down onto his cock. She closes tighter and tighter until she milks him down to the last spurting drop of seed.

The dust settles and Hela collapses on Harry. She smiles and nuzzles his chest when resting on him. She tries to pull away, but cannot bare to leave this delicious hunk of man meat before her.

"That worked out better than I anticipated."